Saturday, April 18, 2015

Spring Sings

1. For about a week the mud has been g-o-n-e. No boots needed. This is a good thing.

2. Donkeys duties have been cut in half. What took 30-40 minutes just a short while ago, can now be zipped through in 15 minutes.

3. I wear my jams out in the morning to greet the donks.

4. Donkeys are bellowing constantly telling the world how mistreated they are to be closed off from the pasture. (If we want the pasture to sustain them through the summer, we've got to give it a fighting chance through May. No nibbling allowed at this point.)
If you hear their bellows, don't believe a word.

Natural, 1984-2014

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About Me

I never had any intention of owning donkeys. I had owned horses (and still do) but donkeys were never part of the equation. Then our next-door-neighbor rescued three cute little buggers and I passed them every day on the way to work and would talk to them every day. Quite simply I fell in love.